Cleanse Your Hands, You Sinners

Maybe Kaija was a little dense, but she wasn't quite sure what the dour mood was about. The raid had gone pretty great - they'd won! - and her own fights had done fantastic. She'd kicked ass and she was proud of it. It didn't really surprise her that the defenders had been enraged at being targeted, not when she'd probably feel the same way. But she wasn't in the business of analyzing other wolves, not really, especially not ones that had nothing to do with her.

The journey home had been a long way, though it seemed the Raider's leader would waste no time in calling them all together. As gleefully as ever Kaija made her way to the call, looking pretty damn pleased with herself. Once she arrived she found somewhere comfortable enough to settle, sinking onto her haunches and allowing herself a moment of well-deserved rest before the meeting began.